New Frost* Single


FROST* launch stand-alone single ‘Western Atmosphere’ 
UK Progressive Rock group Frost* is pleased to share a new stand-alone single titled “Western Atmosphere.” This song was originally featured as a Japanese-only bonus track on the album ‘Life in the Wires,’ and sees band leader Jem Godfrey joined by Randy McStine (Steven Wilson, Porcupine Tree – live guitarist), Mike Keneally (Devin Townsend) & Nick D’Virgilio (Big Big Train).Godfrey says this about the track: “I sometimes wonder what would have happened had I stayed in bed 10 minutes longer than I did on Monday 11th of January 2010. Perhaps my life would have gone in a completely different direction and Frost* would have ended up with the lineup of myself on keys, vocals and bass, Mike Keneally on guitar, Nick D’Virgilio on drums and Randy McStine on guitar and vocals. We’ll never know, I guess.” You can check out “Western Atomosphere here:https://youtu.be/bBGzCXXT9j0
https://frost-band.lnk.to/WesternAtmosphere-Single
Frost* released their critically acclaimed double concept album ‘Life In The Wires’ last October.  The album received rave reviews from press and fans alike, ending up on many end-of-year Best-Of lists and winning Album of the Year in The Prog Report Awards.
Stream or purchase ‘Life in the Wires’ here:https://frost-band.lnk.to/LifeInTheWires
 Check out the videos from the album below:

“Life in the Wires, Pt.1”“Moral and Consequence”“Idiot Box”“The Solid State Orchestra”“It’s actually a continuation from Day and Age” explains Godfrey, “the first track on the new album starts with the end of the last track from that album “Repeat to Fade,” where the static comes up and a voice says “Can you hear me?”. I remember putting that in when we did Day and Age as a possible little hook for the future; a character somewhere out there in Day and Age land trying to be heard. What does he want to say? Can anybody hear him? Day and Age kind of sets up the world that this character lives in and Life In The Wires tells his story”.The story revolves around the main character Naio, an aimless kid heading for a meaningless future in an A.I. run world. He hears an old DJ talking on the ancient AM radio his mother once gave him and decides to trace the source of the signal and find “Livewire” to see if there’s a better future out there. However, the All Seeing Eye is less than impressed at this bid for independent thought and fights back. Soon Naio finds himself pursued across the country by an outraged mob as he tries to locate the home of Livewire and his freedom. Tune in at www.lifeinthewires.com and see if you can hear Livewire on the radio.Helping create this parallel world are the “classic” Frost* lineup of guitarist John Mitchell, bassist Nathan King, and returning drummer Craig Blundell.Fans of the band’s masterful debut album Milliontown (2006) will enjoy the band revisiting the style that made that debut album one of the most successful prog rock albums of the last 20 years, a fact that was not lost on Godfrey as he was writing this new record.“With Day and Age, we made it a very specific point: we’re not doing any solos, we’ll do clever arrangements. And we enjoyed that discipline, but this time I thought it might be good to row back on that position a bit. Plus, I wanted to have a little bit of a nod to Milliontown with this album, because it’s been nearly 20 years since Milliontown came out and I’m still proud of it. The 15-minute title track has a few of those Milliontown moments in it which were great fun to do again.”
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The Who: Eminence Front

The sun shines
And people forget
The spray flies as the speedboat glides
And people forget
Forget they’re hiding
The girls smile
And people forget
The snow packs as the skier tracks
People forget
Forget they’re hiding

Behind an eminence front
Eminence front, it’s a put on
It’s an eminence front
It’s an eminence front, it’s a put on
An eminence front
Eminence front, it’s a put on
Eminence front
It’s an eminence front 
It’s an eminence front, it’s a put on
It’s a put on, it’s a put on, it’s a put on

Come and join the party
Dress to kill
Won’t you come and join the party
Dress to kill, dress to kill

Drinks flow
People forget
That big wheel spins, the hair thins
People forget
Forget they’re hiding
The news slows
People forget
Their shares crash, hopes are dashed
People forget
Forget they’re hiding

Behind an eminence front
An eminence front, it’s a put on
It’s just an eminence front
An eminence front, it’s a put on
An eminence front
An eminence front, it’s a put on
Eminence front 
It’s an eminence front, it’s a put on
It’s a put on, it’s a put on, it’s a put on

Come on join the party
Dress to
Come on join the party
Dress to
Come on join the party
Dress to
Come on join the party
Dress to kill
Dress yourself, dressed to kill

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Peter Dennis Blandfor Townshend

Eminence Front lyrics © Spirit Music Group

The Who: Won’t Get Fooled Again

We’ll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I’ll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again

A change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that’s all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain’t changed
‘Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war

I’ll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again, no, no

I’ll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half-alive
I’ll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie

Do you?

Yeah

There’s nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are effaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I’ll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again
Don’t get fooled again, no, no

Yeah
Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Peter Townshend

Won’t Get Fooled Again lyrics © Abkco Music Inc., Spirit Music Group

Sixpence None the Richer: We Have Forgotten

Dreams inconsistent angel things. 
Horses bred with star laced wings. 
But it’s so hard to make them fly fly fly. 
These wings beat the night sky ‘bove the town. 
One goes up and one goes down. 
And so the chariot hits the ground bound bound. 

We have forgotten (don’t try to make me fly) 
How it used to be (I’ll stay here I’ll be fine). 
How it used to be (don’t go and let me down) 
How it used to be (I’m starting to like this town). 

When wings beat the night sky ‘bove the ground, 
Will I unwillingly shoot them down 
With all my petty fears and doubts, down, down? 

We have forgotten (am I in love with this?) 
How it used to be (my constant broken ship) 
How it used to be (don’t go, I’ll shoot you down), 
How it used to be (I’m starting to like this town).

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Matthew Preston Slocum

We Have Forgotten lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc

Sixpence None the Richer: Kiss Me

Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon’s sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon’s sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon’s sparkling
So kiss me

So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me

Pink Floyd: Echoes

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine

And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where’s or why’s
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb toward the light

Strangers passing in the street
By chance, two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can?

And no one calls us to move on
And no one forces down our eyes
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday
You fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: David Gilmour / George Waters / Nicholas Mason / Richard Wright

Echoes lyrics © T.R.O. Inc.

How I came to be RICHARD

By RIchard K Munro

My mother had an uncle whose name was Rikard and my grandmother liked the name. But my father objected because it was too exotic and he said the kids in school would call me RETARD. So Rikard was out!

So they agreed to change it to RICHARD after Richard Strauss a favorite composer (my parents were very fond of classical music).

Nonetheless from my earliest boyhood my name was RICKY or RICARDO and yes sometimes I was called RICKY RICARDO.

My father had been an American officer in the Philippines and he taught me basic Spanish and Tagalog as boy for fun. If he called me in Spanish or Tagalog I knew he was calling for me.

Halika dito RICARDO! COME HERE! I heard hundreds of times.

The name Richard itself is probably Celto-Germanic in origin meaning RIC “ruler or king” and HART (hard or brave) or ARD (CELTIC) meaning LOFTY OR MIGHTY. In any case it is an old warrior name.

In Britain it became popular with the advent of the Normans after 1066. Of course, the most famous Richard is Richard I the Lionheart one of the leaders of the Third Crusade.

People who don’t know me call me RICHARD.

People who do usually call me AULD MUNRO or RIC or Ricardo. In baseball and the Marines people called me MOOSE. When I was at UVA everyone called me MOOSE. It was easy to remember.

I much prefer RICARDO to “Reek” (Rick to Spanish speakers).

But I am not very particular. I don’t even mind if people add an E to my surname. As long as the check goes through! I have cashed a lot of checks with MONROE or MUNROE!

When I lived in Spain i subscribed to a Spanish newspaper as RICARDO MUNRO A. (there were spaces for two surnames so I put an A for Anderson my mother’s maiden name!). That was my tongue in check Spanish alias.

Daily writing prompt
Write about your first name: its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.

Jay Wellon’s All That Moves Us: The Trials and Triumphs of a Pediatric Neurosurgeon

Moves Us

A new year, and an opportunity to begin a new batch of books! I was given several titles for Christmas, and the first one I dove into was All That Moves Us.

Dr. Jay Wellons is a pediatric neurosurgeon at Vanderbilt’s Monroe Carrell Jr. Children’s Hospital here in Nashville, TN. His memoir, All That Moves Us, is one of the most moving books I’ve ever read. It consists of 23 short chapters, each one chronicling an important episode in Wellons’ life. He doesn’t pull any punches, either. In the prologue, he explains his efforts to separate two conjoined twins that resulted in both of their deaths.

Other chapters deal with triumphs such as two-year-old Allie:

Her brain MRI showed a large bleed in her brainstem, the pons specifically. The normal brain was compressed from the inside out, the pontine brain tissue now only a thin rim displaced by the blood clot, most likely from a hemorrhagic cavernous malformation. It was gigantic considering the small space. At that point in my career, I had never seen a hemorrhage quite that large in that part of the brain with the patient still alive. (page 103)

Miraculously, Wellons is able to save Allie, and seven years later, she continues to recover. He admires her indomitable will to survive and thrive.

Throughout the book, Wellons provides interesting autobiographical details: why he went into medicine, the enormous influence his father had on him, his own battle with a tumor in his leg, the joy he receives from his own children. It doesn’t hurt that he is an extraordinarily fine writer. As a matter of fact he was an English major as an undergraduate in college. I found that I couldn’t read more than two or three chapters at a time, they are that emotionally powerful.

I also got a glimpse into the life of a surgeon, and the various trials they face. While the gratitude from parents whose children he has saved is nice, Wellons tells of the time when he couldn’t save a middle-aged woman, and her family came at him in the hallway ready to physically attack him. A surgeon has to be sensitive to the feelings of the families of his patients, while always being truthful and informative.

Doctors are always on call, even when they aren’t anywhere near a hospital. In the chapter, Last Place, Wellons is on the interstate driving to a triathlon when he comes upon a terrible car accident. He immediately stops and does triage on the family in the car that was hit. If he hadn’t been there, the mother and father would have died. This experience gives him new respect for the incredibly difficult job first responders have.

Another chapter, Shock Wave, is particularly hard-hitting. It is about a teenaged girl who shot herself in the head, driven to such despair by social media bullying that death seemed preferable to the pain she was suffering. She survived the gunshot, but the bullet destroyed her optic nerves, permanently blinding her. However, she has chosen to use her condition to try to prevent others from making the same choice she did.

Alyssa will forever live with the profound effects of that day. Both she and her parents wanted her story told so that people might understand that social bullying is real. Her mom aske me to make sure that Alyssa has worked hard since that day to be a good young woman living out her faith. For all that she has endured, Alyssa loves the idea of being able to help others, and that is how she understands her purpose now. She does not remember much of her life before her injury. But she makes a point to say that sometimes we can inflict pain on one another without much thought. It can be awful. And then she says she knows we can do better. (page 189)

All That Moves Us is an incredibly powerful read. In every chapter, Wellons’ sincere care and compassion for his patients and their families is apparent. He also weaves his love and admiration for his Mississippi Air National Guard father throughout the book. His father passed away from ALS, and Wellons was able to spend time with him and properly express his gratitude for all he did for him. As for me, I am thankful that our medical system is able to produce amazing caregivers like Jay Wellons.